Xmas Ponies

Dec
2013
26

posted by on Life with Circe, Life with Jezebel

Derp

Derp

Christmas was lovely. I spent Xmas Eve in the city at my favorite D.C. old school Italian restaurant, Filomena. They outlandishly decorate for every holiday which i love and the food is solid. I know southern Italian food because well I’m southern Italian (Calabria) It reminds me of my Italian grandmothers basement. Not my actual Italian grandma but the one I always wished I had. My better half and I ate (a lot)  drank (a lot) and were generally merry (a lot). We passed out at home super early after the long cab ride back to Maryland. Ha! As we discussed the next day, its really never a good idea to order that second bottle of wine but of course we did.

The two red-heads

The two red-heads

The next day the plan was that I would make dinner  at home for just the two of us. We both wanted something low key, no family this year… maybe next we’ll do that whole travel and visit thing. We drove on down to the barn to see the pretty girls and to give them their Xmas candy canes. We headed down a little latter to see them in the afternoon after spending the day not doing too much of anything. The barn was empty expect for the guys who were getting ready for the evening feeding. The girls were warm and happy and in their stalls, both were being snuggly and very cute. Both loved their candy canes. Now Jezebel loves crinkling packages of candy goodness but i didn’t know if Circe would be as excited about the crinkle and mint combo. I should have known someone taught her about peppermints at some point down at the track. She loved them and got super animated asking for more! Shes really coming out of her shell. I tried to get a self portrait of me and the girls but they wouldn’t both be in the picture at one. Silly ponies. Jezebel made sure to lick my face before we left and her horsey breath was minty fresh! (yes she licked my face.. yanno like a dog) They were feed their dinner and we were on our way home to rib eye roast, mashed potatoes and rioja. I couldn’t let Xmas go by without going to see them, the red delicious and golden delicious apples of my eye.

Circe's still getting used to the selfie photo shoot

Circe’s still getting used to the selfie photo shoot

 

We make duck faces

We make duck faces

 

Jez is an old pro at the self portrait!

Jez is an old pro at the self portrait!

 

More candy canes!

More candy canes!

 

posted by on Barn tales, Life with Circe, Life with Jezebel

Oh hai!

Oh hai!

It was pouring so the training session got canceled.  I hate the unpredictable nature of the weather out here. The only thing I really miss about Los Angeles is the weather. It was always sunny and warm even in winter. Here in MD, not so much. Sunday is the day my better half takes his riding lesson. He had never been on a horse before knowing me and after about a year of “suggesting” he take lessons he jumped in last summer to see if he liked it. It’s been only a few months and he just started his “beginning to canter class” Hes got great natural balance and is coming along nicely and actually seems to enjoy the lessons. He takes his lessons over at Wardaca and his instructor is great! I wish when I first started I had someone like her teaching instead of the bitchy old crone who used to yell at me constantly. It’s a wonder I didn’t quite horses all together. A testament to my love of them I guess.

So glad i put the sheet on her!

So glad i put the sheet on her!

After his lesson we drove the short two miles to the barn to check on the girls. The rain had stopped and they were all out in the field when we got there. Good thing I put those sheets on them after their baths the day before cuz Circe… gross me out muddy. That is one dirty horse, she loves the mud and was sporting it all over one side of her. Jez.. pristine and not muddy. Ha! She’s a princess and doesn’t often roll in the mud not like my red-headed mud honey. We walked out to the field and the girls both came right over for pets and treats. Jez will always come to me Circe does but only some of the time, today they were both on us like white on rice. We marveled at the muddy mess which was Circe and how Jez was so clean you could see her pink rain sheet from space. Those girls are such opposites. It warmed my cold bitter heart that they BOTH came to me in the field. That was until Jez decided to let Circe know that she was top horse and they had a small squabble. My better half and i jumped out of the way and headed back over the fence. Jez followed us as if to say “get me out of this mud!” but we ignored her pleas because we had dogs to buy Xmas presents for (i’m not just a crazy horse lady i’m a crazy dog lady) and didn’t have time to take Jez to the barn and entertain her like she wanted. She’s such a social baby and really loves her people. Shes not herd bound, she often would rather spend time with me then with other horses. I needed a horse break anyways. When we were out shopping I ran into a boarder from my last farm at the wine store. She knew about my new horse, so i guess word spreads fast in this town!

Two Gross Ponies

Dec
2013
22

posted by on Life with Circe, Life with Jezebel, OTTB, Training

The other side of her is covered n wet sloppy mud

The other side of her is covered in wet sloppy mud

My trainer came out on Sat which is great cuz shes supposed to be out this morning as I write this but alas .. pouring. Though riding in the rain is certainly an option especially when the weather is warm like it is today (WTF weather gods is the 2nd day of winter and its 70 in Maryland!) The drainage in the all sand ring can be dicey when newly wet and sloppy. We elected to push the day to another.

Yehaw!

Yehaw! That right hind sure looks all healed

So back to yesterdays training session. Both horses got ridden, both horses improved, both horses were bad. Story of my life, bad horses. Jez was up first and she was doing rather nicely not really throwing her shoulder out or in for that matter. Took her a while to warm up but when she did she was really beautiful and supple at the trot. Yay Jezebel! I love watching her being ridden and I had remembered to bring my actual real camera to the barn for some shots. When it came time to canter Jez had some kind of  PSTD flashback to Vietnam or something and she decided it was too hard. She’s been going into the canter really well but today she needed extra encouragement. I’m not sure what she thought was going to happen and she of course decided bucking was the best response.

Bronco riding

Bronco riding- Look at that ugly mare face!

They weren’t epic bucks more protests and after she realized that cantering was fun, the bucking stopped and she was happy compliant Jez again. Goof ball horse. Shes learning but shes stubborn. She likes to test you and shes got opinions, lots of them. Which is of course why i love her so much. Shes her own person err… horse.

Beautiful Circe

Beautiful Circe’s Forward Trot

Number two started out great with a really nice forward trot. Head tossing was still there but at a minimum. Woot! Todays problem was her getting behind the bit. Which is a habit I don’t want to encourage. She was doing that the other day when I was ridding her as well. So Michelle worked on reminding her to bring her pol up with the outside rein when she would tuck and get behind the bit. It worked but it was also a constant thing. I think eventually she will understand where to keep her head and move into the bit. Shes pretty green and shes not as naturally balanced as big bossy so i’ll cut her some slack.

Trotting

Trotting

I’m not sure how much real training she had before i got her I’m guessing it was at a minimum. Circe was moving really nicely off Michelle’s leg. Shes super sensitive so just a slight amount of leg pressure at the trot and shes way over. Sensitive in the mouth sensitive on the leg, shes sensitive to all aids really. When it was time to canter Circe response to leg pressure was to bolt. Yep, bolt. Watching that i was glad i wast the one on her. Michelle decided to use all that extra energy and really make her work. Up until this point when asking Circe to canter she hasn’t been asked to do much but give a nice calm canter. Just to get her balance. Today she was asked to hold her body straight, or bend or to get into a frame. Circe was displeased and let it be known. Her antics as not as epic and big as Jez’s but they are much faster. Eventually she got it and gave Michelle what she was asking for.

Leg pressure means run!

Leg pressure means run!

Leg pressure means run and throw your head around!

Leg pressure means run and throw your head around!

Leg pressure means jump around!

Leg pressure means jump around!

Oh you mean canter not run, OK

Oh you mean canter not run, OK

Mud...what mud?

Mud…what mud?

Both girls got sweaty and gross, well they’d been gross before Michelle showed up because the weathers been strangely warm and blankets were off but mud? That was everywhere, so after their lessons they both got baths and both were great for them. I was especially impressed with little miss “I hate the wash stall” Jezebel who was great for her bath and only tried to sneak under the stall guard once. Shes so much happier at this farm the wash stall is just one small part of that. She hated the other one at the old farm with a passion.

Wash-stall? I killed it!

Wash-stall? I killed it!

I have a lot of things to work on with them both. They each have their own special needs. I’m excited to get to it, i hope the weather complies with my riding needs. (I know a girl can dream) winter is hard when you’re trying to keep to a schedule so I’m investing in some rain gear next.  My philosophy this winter is “if the footing is good I will ride” I need all kinds of weather riding gear to make that a reality. It’s all being collected piece by piece by piece by piece.I’m pretty proud of how great my two girls are doing even with their little temper tantrum whats the fun of having perfect ponies, its their imperfections that endure them to me, its not the destination its the journey that i’m interested in. Sure the destination of having two rock solid OTTBs that i can event, show, trail ride do just about anything with is a great thing but getting there and being the one (with some professional help, im not crazy) to get them there, knowing i made them… well thats is truly why im in this with them.. my two awesome ponies.

No pictures please

No pictures please

posted by on Life with Circe, Life with Jezebel, OTTB, Trail Riding

Im not Smiling but Jez is!

Im not Smiling but Jez is!

I got the the barn by 9:30AM. Tina and i had made plans after the days before to try to the trail again. The plan today was to give Sabs 2mils of Ace IM and see if that made any difference to her at all with her tude on the trail. Jez would be going out sober. Sabs has competed novice level and gone cross country and she has lots of trail experience this being a pill on the trail thing is new. It was an experiment of sorts. After Sabs let us know the ace was on board we tacked up this time with rope halters under our bridles in case walking home happened. We headed out and all was right in the world. The girls were calm and happy to be out on the trail. Even when a gigantic flock of geese were in the way and we had to ride though them, some of them taking to flight the girls didn’t bat an pretty horse eyelash. We carried on into the woods. Not one spook, not one issue. Tina jumped Sabs over a big log on the trail path and Sabs cleared it took a couple canter strides and then came right back down to a walk and was dandy.

After the ride, eveyone's happy

After the ride, everyones happy

The ace took  the edge off her, she was a different horse. Jez was steady as a rock, no jig jog, no spook, no prance, just a happy girl out on the trail. We exited the woods and walked along a long driveway (we ride on a lot of private property) and got to the street crossing. Its a fairly busy street and i haven’t crossed streets with Miss Jezebel yet. She started to tense up, likely cuz i tensed up and we decided based on the traffic and my nerves not to try a street crossing this time. We headed for home back down the long driveway into the woods and then out again. Both girls, were rockstars. Back at the farm they had just dragged the ring so we rode around there for a while until Tina had to bail to go to work. It was an awesome quiet calm fun trial ride. I’m not sure what Tina’s going to do moving forward. I gave her a bottle of Ace ( I have a ton because it was given to me like water during Jez’s rehab. Its gotta be used up and i cant use it all before it expires) Its possible she will try to get Sabs used to being out on the trail on the Ace then taper it off and see if that will help her adjust to it with out losing her horsey mind. Its as good a try as anything. Fox hunters regularly Ace their horses before they go out and i know several people who give it a go when their horse reach a trail stumbling block they want to over come. So its an option. We will see.

Mud Honey

Mud Honey

I then tacked up the red-head and  then after removing the thick gross layer of caked on mud which took me 40 mins and tired me out i mounted up. I rode Circe in the ring. It was an interesting ride but exhausting. Fun new trick is her trotting with her nose to the ground. Yes, she’s stretching but thats hard to ride. I rode it at a post and and i rode it at the sit. As long as she was holding her body right i let her do whatever she wants with her head. She did this a little with her trainer the other day but this time it was brought to a whole new level. Its a good thing i have good balance cuz posting on a trotting horse with her nose to the ground for 30 mins that sure aint easy. After i put Circe away i was filling hay bags with Mary (Willa) and she said “what are those horses running” pointing down the past the barn. Two horses were cantering on their own towards the barn. Yeah it was Windemere the 33 year old ex brood mare who lives in the isles. She always comes up for the afternoon feeding in her own usually when one of the guys is leading another horse from her field but this time she was running and who was cantering along side of her… Jezebel. I ran out to grab Jez and between me and Mary we got them in the barn all safe and sound. It seems there was some kind of mishap down at the field  fence and some of the horses escaped of course one would be Jezebel. I’m just happy she ran to the barn not away from it. Smart pony knows where dinner is!

I was so tired when i got home i couldn’t barely think. My trainer texted and she is squeezing me in an extra day this weekend. Yus! Its also going to be in the 60’s weather wise so my dirty ponies will get baths. The mud in the field is out of control and both girls need a good washing. The weather out here is skitzo it will be warm for a couple days then we are sinking right back down to colder then a witches tit. Good Times.

posted by on Life with Jezebel, OTTB, Trail Riding

On the trail...

On the trail…

My barn friend Tina who is a great rider has a 9 year old  OTTB named Wasabi who is super built and pretty cool. Sabs has competed at novice level and i was told will jump amazing heights (she once jumped over the gate the the barn much to the farm owners dismay) Tina and i have walked the bridle path together with our horses and even got into the woods (with Tina on Jez and me on Circe) Since the last time Jez went out she was a rock-star we decided to give it a go. Me on Jez Tina on Sabs.

Tina and Wasabi "taking a break"

Tina and “Wild” Wasabi

It started out pretty good both horses were alert and happy to be out. The only rough patch was when we had to pass a neighbors mounting block. I’m not quote sure why that would be such a scary or interesting thing but it was. We eventually passed it and off into the woods we went. That path was clear of snow but there was snow around and all the leaves off the trees meant you had great visibility. Jez was doing great and really seemed happy to be out. Sabs was in the lead, Jez easily followed. It started when we were close to exciting the woods where we would have to travel down along a long driveway to get to the street crossing. Sabs decided not to move forward, then all she wanted to do was explode. It was odd, she would do this little forward and back dance then a whole body shake. I yelled out to Tina making sure she was okay and asking if all was well. Her response was ” shes all bottled up she wants to explode” We continued trying to walk the trail. I tried to get in the lead hoping that Sabs would just following along and relax. Nope Sabs wouldn’t allow a different leader. We tried this for a while then decided that maybe we should head back. I turned with Jez in the lead and Sabs a little further back. Sabs wasn’t being compliment and Tina was tightly circling her to stop her from bolting. She got off, i cant  blame her I would have been off long before. When I tried to get Jez to just stand still she got nervous and would jig around, so we took small steps forward and i kept looking back making sure Tina was OK and letting her catch up.

It pretty much looked like this!

It pretty much looked like this!

Then I saw it happen. Tina on the ground walking Sabs in hand, Sabs did a Cipriole, seriously a true Lippezanner Stallion crpriole! It was rather amazing, it was also hella dangerous as Tina wasn’t ready for this new “trick” and there were trees all around, its not like we were in the open. Tina was rather pissed off at Sabs and let her know. I hopped off Jez just in case things got really dicey and also to support Tina. We walked out of the woods and Jez was just dandy. Trying to graze a little here and there. Sabs started to calm down but she never fully came back to normal. I’m not sure what set her off, whatever it was it didn’t set Jez off who was rock solid on the ride, the energy also didn’t infect Jez which was pretty amazing. We found a spot to mount up again and ride home across neighbors property along the fence lines. It was a rather exciting ride.

Smooches on the graze break

Smooches on the graze break

I know a lot of people want their trail rides to be calm and remote, for nothing exciting or new to happen but how does that make you a better rider? I don’t think it does and i’m all for getting better and experiencing all kinds of scary, new, interesting, unexpected things. I have no issues if the ride doesn’t turn out how i expected and i end up walking part way home, who cares, its all an adventure. It only serves to make me better and Jez better out there on the trail. Expect the unexpected! Tina and i are going out again today.. for part two. Wish us luck!

Night and day

Dec
2013
19

posted by on Life with Circe, Life with Jezebel, Training

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Getting ready to throw her shoulder out!

Finally the weather was such that my trainer could come out and work with the girls. Hazer! Jezebel was up first and started off good and got progressively worse. She was determined to not hold her body straight when asked. Throwing a shoulder out and occasionally throwing it in. Anything to not go straight. It was a struggle. Shes much better with consistent work and i think she just had too much time off because of the weather and she was being pissy about working at all. Michelle is much more stubborn then my wild mare and in her persistent, patient way kept asking IE telling Jez to do as she was told this pissed the wild one off and the bucking began. Small bucks at first… at first. A the session progressed Jez got more mad at being told to do anything and decided that she was going to ignore Michelle’s leg. Jez wanted to make up her own rules and they started with “Leg on means not to go forward” Michelle was not standing for this one and the thumping and occasional tap of the whip were engaged. Jez’s response.. bigger bucks then moving forward. You could see it happening from the ground, Jez would telegraph her actions it started in the ears when she was going to ignore her leg on cue and always at the same couple of places in the arena. Ears, Leg on, slowdown, correction, buck, eventual giving in. It went on like this throughout the session. At all gates, walk, trot and canter. She was very bad. My trainer? took it all in stride and was actually laughing at the stubborn, pissy mare. This is just one of the things that makes my trainer awesome. Nothing rattles her.

Video: Jezebel baby buck. They got worse from here! bad!

Head down!

Head down!

Circe was next. The pretty redhead hadn’t been ridden in almost 2 weeks because of the weather. She started out good, head tossing was to a minimum, at first. But whenever Michelle put her leg on Circe would do her head tossing thing. Shes not as naturally balanced as Jezebel and even though shes been off track and in theory in work longer shes more of the beginner of the two. Michelle let her throw her head around and encouraged her to just relax into it. Circe kinda sorta got it and she even stretched long and low several times. Shes a very sensitive horse and you have to be light on all your aids. For a horse that hadn’t been ridden for a couple of weeks she did surprisingly well and got a big gold star for the day. Her ride was much sorter then big bossy’s because today she was the good one.

Video: Circe head tossing

This week the weather is supposed to be much better so my trainer is going to try to squeeze some extra days in for me. I’m crossing my fingers cuz both my babies could use the time if she can swing it. I’m also going to ride as much as i can cuz in 10 days they saying it will likely snow again. Ugh!

posted by on Life with Circe, Life with Jezebel

My lovely Mare Mercy

My lovely Mare Mercy and I a lifetime ago

You ask a stallion, you tell a gelding but you have a conversation with a mare. That’s the saying and its true. Mares have opinions and they like to express them. Some more then others. I’ve only had mares, its what i know and i enjoy the conversation. My first horse Merciful Heavens AKA Mercy never gave me the ugly mare face, never had issues with going into heat and being un-ridable but she did have her own opinions. I always let her express herself, we formed a bond, a trust that was unshakable. I rode that horse in the LA river with water up to her chest in raging rainstorms (okay now i know how dangerous that was, then i was fearless)

Yes, i am jumping in Vans!

Yes, I am jumping in Vans but I am wearing a helmet :/

she’d jump anything i pointed her at no matter how big, how wide or how scary looking. Id rode her in no tack in the ring and in a halter on the trail and she followed me around like a puppy dog. It didn’t start out like that but it ended like that. I put in the time and the work and she rewarded me with love and trust.

Fancy Pants

Fancy Pants

Jezebel does give me ugly mare face (usually when we’re tacking up)  and shes most certainly has opinions of her own. She likes to express them… a lot. When shes in heat shes difficult but i still get on (and hold on) I love this about her, i love all the personality, i love the challenge, i love that there is an unpredictable-ness about her. I love her mind and that its her own. When i win her over it will be an un shatter-able bond and we are well on our way to that place. I wouldn’t want to tell her and have her comply. I want to ask her and have her make the decision to comply because we’re a team and shes an active participant on that team. Thats why i love mares. I’m headstrong, I want a headstrong partner.

The ladies and I

The ladies and I

Circe is new so I’m not sure about her. She came to me compliant, patient, calm and sweet. As soon as i singed the papers making her mine… the mare came out. Shes still sweet but shes also sly, sneaky and has her own opinions. A red-headed mare she is, in her own way. I’m working on building our bond and though shes easier then Jez in most ways, shes not a piece of cake. She’s got her own set of horse issues. I enjoy her challenges as well. The more i get to know her the more i love what she has to teach me. Dealing with these mares will only make me a better horse person. Over coming issue with your opinionated mare will only makes you a better person, a more patient person a more determined person.

I try never to complain about my mares just because they are girls i find that disrespectful in a weird way. If i wanted an easier road i could have had one, If i wanted to avoid all the special mare issues i could have gone that route. I could have bought a made 12 year old gelding and bypassed all the baby horse, mare, ottb challenges. I still could if thats what I wanted to do. I don’t! I want the challenge, i love the challenge but most of all i love the girls.

posted by on Barn tales, Life with Jezebel, OTTB

Round Bale Naps

Round Bale Naps

It was cold, I know most of my postings have been starting out that way. Winter in Maryland, go figure. I headed down to see the girls thinking maybe, just maybe I could get in a ride if the footing in the ring wasn’t frozen. When I went down to the field, Jezebel was napping in the round bale. Not by the round bale but in the round bale. Jes who lives in the stall across from her was standing guard. I love how they do that. I approached thinking Jezebel would get up. Nope. She opened her eyes saw me and decided that maybe she should have a hay snack while she was laying down. Okay then. I walked up to her and she nosed me looking for carrots. I always have something in my pocket when I go into the field. I fed her carrots in between her taking bites of hay as she just lay there in the middle of the round bale. I was so touched by her trust of me. Her acceptance that we could hang out in the round bale together. After a little bit I put her halter on her, she just kept munching hay. I let her and told her “whenever your ready miss we will go to the barn”. She just wanted to hang out which we did for a good 10 more minutes until she was ready and stood up and walked with me up the drive way to the barn. I chucked her into her stall with a flake of hay and made my way to the ring to see if the ground under the thin layer of snow and patchy ice was frozen. It wasn’t. I walked around a lot to see how slippery it was and if the ice crunched under my feet or if i slid around. It was dicey in some places but it wasn’t as horrible as i thought it might be. I decided that maybe i would give it a try.

Before I could tack up Jez I got distracted by a vet who was there to pull my farm owners new quarter horse Diva’s wolf teeth. I’ve ridden Diva and she has a terrible head tossing habit likely because she has big points and both her wolf teeth we came to realize. I’d never seen wolf teeth pulled before so I stayed to watch. I love hanging out whenever any vet is on property because I always learn something, always. Diva was a champ and the vet thought maybe the 12 year old had never had her teeth floated before. She did quite a bit on her but she will need to be rechecked in 6 months. Then I heard the tractor. Damn! They were moving the composted manure, and the mini horses pen was the access path so the minis were put into the ring. I missed my riding window! That will teach me to hang out and watch tooth extractions! So I decided to spend some quality non riding time with Jez, try her new blanket on her and give her a mash.

I can has mash?

I can haz mash?

The mash is the tropical twist flavor. Its got bananas and raisins in it. I mixed it up with very hot water and let it set while i tried Jez’s new see it from space pink blanket on her. She looked adorable but man does she hate the blanket. Rather she hates when you put a blanket on her. This one is a little higher on the shoulder then her last one and she sure lets you know her thoughts on feeling more constricted. Air biting me, ugly mare face they both came out in spades! I however won and the blanket was put on and once it was in place she was just dandy with it. It looks great on her, a little warmer then the other with 250 grams of fill,  hot pink and band spanking new. Im sure it wont be long before its half mud colored. I brought Jez out of her stall and gave her the warm mash. Id never given her a mash before and man o’ man she loved it. She started off by eating all the bananas and raisins out of the mash first. Of course she did! Then she went back and ate the rest licking her feed bowl clean. I made the right choice on that one. I bought a big tub of the mash mix so Miss Cirie will get her mash along with some special barn time in the next few days. Because i don’t just have one spoiled pampered OTTB, I have two.

Nom Nom Nom

You can see her with her Noms from space!

Horse blogs, ugh.

Dec
2013
12

posted by on Rant

Blah blah blah

Blah blah blah

Horse blogs are just as clicky as horse people. Certain blogs come into some kind of fashion I suppose, though I can never really figure out why some are popular and other better blogs are not. I read and enjoy a few, I stopped reading and do not enjoy many more. Most are horribly designed, I’m an ex art director and I think making your blog look good is an important element. Us design-ie people are funny like that. Many horse bloggers it seems use good old blogspot, which has a really terrible interface, is owned by Goggle (eww) and looks clunky and cumbersome. Compared of course to the more streamlined and better interfaced wordpress. WordPress has the huge advantage of 3rd party templates, lots of 3rd party templates. You can really make your blog look good and unique. Blogger of course since its owned by evil Google tends to have a higher search engine ranking and much better random traffic, gee imagine that.

Back to horse blogs. I’m interested in peoples horses and all the interesting, cool and fun things they are doing with them. I want to like horse blogs (I mean I have my own right??) But I cant stand the terrible story telling, it’s atrocious. The popular blogs are not excluded from this observation. Just because you can blog doesn’t mean you SHOULD blog. It makes me crazy to see a blog get popular and the writing just plain sucks.  I’m not talking technical writing, hell I never even capitalize my i’s, I have terrible grammar and when I write professionally (yes, I do that) I send out to a copy editor for proofing just because I know editing is essential when you are making money writing. What I’m talking about is telling a story… basic storytelling. It’s missing from most (not all) horse blogs. Engage your reader, get them emotionally involved, give them a pleasant distraction and most of all have something to say.  All in a zippy 500-750 word blog post. A public blog isn’t a personal diary, though many horse blogs sure look like they should have a lock and be under a 12 year old girls pillow. Dear diary today I… insert boring mundane item here make sire to make it really drab. Kinda like the people who Instagram their lunch or update their Facebook status with “getting in the shower” Really? Who cares! No one!

Then there’s the worst sin of horse blogging. Being ignorant of horse matters. I clicked over to a popular blog I used to read today after a long time trying to ignore its existence and the blogger explained how she was feeding her foundered horse and it make me want to jump though the screen and bitch slap her. Theres a ton of reputable information on laminitis and founder. Read it, then follow it for fucks sake. That might be a better idea then blogging with the hopes that Internet people would support your terrible choices. Cuz thats what it looked like to me, like someone must have told her what she was doing was dangerous but … the Internet now they would support her. Ugh! This is the main reason I find it hard to read horse blogs people are selfish and stupid and have no shame about sharing that with the world. I can get over a ugly hurt my eyes 1990 called the want their web design back blog page as I know not everyones a designer or understands visual communication (I went to college for that). I can deal with the I don’t really have anything compelling to say blog post (provided there were lots of great horse pictures) but I cant get over the disingenuous and often dangerous things people post about doing with their horses. Which is why I cant deal with reading horse blogs. I know bitch, bitch, bitch.

I keep this blog to chronicle my life with my horses. Its mostly for me, so that I can look back and remember our adventures. Having horses again was not anything I thought I would ever do. I thought horses were lost to me and I don’t want to forget any of it when I’m old and gray. This blog is for me, but thats not to say I don’t know that at anytime strangers can be reading it (hello strangers!) and I want to make it worth their time, maybe make them smile or nod because they experienced something similar and now they know its not just them. I wish more “horse bloggers” would take the time to think of why they are writing a blog but then again I think that can be said for any niche of blogger (ever try to read a mommy blog? I don’t recommend it!)… I blog therefore I am? Not good enough.

Coffee Klatch

Dec
2013
12

posted by on Barn tales, Life with Jezebel

The Coffee Klatch

The Coffee Klatch

I had to cancel our training session for the day because of weather. Even though it was sunny and beautiful, I thought the ground would be frozen. The snow stopped but its been bitter cold and hasn’t be above 35 degrees. In the afternoon I headed down to the barn to see my horses and to check the ring see if maybe it would be in shape to ride in tomorrow. The ground is still pretty snow covered and when I drove in Jez was snoozing on her side in the snow. Of course she was. I parked and walked down to get Jez. I whistled for her but she and Circe were not interested in coming to me, I had to go to them. They were hanging out by a tree together with Kara who was laying down. Kara is a 3 year old Icelandic pony. Her and Jez are buds, I always see them together. This time it was both my girls and Kara. A total coffee klatch, the three stooges, Manny Moe and Jack…

I pulled Jez and we made our way up the frozen and sometimes slippery driveway. I put her in her stall and went for a walk around the ring. It wasn’t bad. There was snow but the ground underneath wasn’t frozen. Where the sun was hitting the ground I thought I could ride, where there was shade not so much. That was pretty icy. I tacked up Jez and hit the ring. After fighting with Jez at the mounting block, I mounted and began to walk in the area I thought was good. It wasn’t so great. The area where we could ride was smaller then I thought and Jez was making it clear to me the footing wasn’t great. I tried to make a track and had some success but over all I thought it wasn’t worth the risk, if she spooked we’d both be in a lot of slippery trouble. I dismounted took her back to her stall and it was just about dinner time. So it looks like tomorrows training session will be off but its supposed to warm up a little so i’m crossing my fingers that soon we’ll be able to get into the ring and ride.